king's arms

a particular woman once stepped out of her house and came back with a cub. she must have wandered into the jungle or the cub must have wandered into the city. that's irrelevant considering what happened afterwards. she fed him and he didn't eat her. she took care of the animal as if it was her pet. which it was. and in no time the cub grew into a lion with a mane and everything it's supposed to have. she was of limited means and it outgrew her. she was getting a measure of what it takes to have a lion loitering in your yard. soon, she took him to the zoo or made the zoo authorities come and pick him up as he was too heavy for her to carry him around. quiet sometime had passed since when she finally decided to pay him a visit. and miraculously the lion recognised her. she stepped near the cage as if it had her pet dog. the lion stood up on its hind legs and rested the forearms arms on her shoulder draged her close to the bars and hugged her. the lion closed his eyes and was happy to let her head rest on his chest. it one didn't know what a lion looked like, the whole moment could have easily passed off as two living beings in love embracing each other. it was love and compassion. yes she was in the lions arms and i saw it with my very own eyes.